My 90th percentile 3 year old was still sitting in a toddler car seat. I was tired  of lifting her up into a bucket that would conveniently angle her legs and feet to so perfectly against my head rest while driving. It was time for a big girl seat. (yes, still 5 point harness)

Fast forward, seat installed, and we are left with this giant box by the door waiting to be taken to the trash. Less than 5 min pass before my kids have turned it into a spaceship and the empty hamper they dragged out of the hall into a space cafe. Most kids see a box and turn it into a spaceship. Seems typical, right? But it doesn’t really matter what they turn it into. What matters is what’s going on inside those brains! I see a box with crayon scribble and flaps so meticulously positioned into wings. They see a high functioning space station with a fully stocked space cafe and all you can eat ice cream buffet.

Do you remember that? The kind of imagination that lead to hours of adventures that truly felt real. (As I am writing this the box has turned into a dog house) So when does this all change? When do we no longer visualize and believe our own stories? I guess my point is, how much time do I have left before these outrageous quests and crazy made up lands disappear?

For now I will soak up as much imagination as I can. Especially from the panting child, i mean puppy, sitting next to me.